Pumped up kicks

Bitch, I'm rockin' out on Monday Fucked your hoe yesterday, that was Sunday
I got pumped up, kicks, I made her run away Bout my cash and my drug, need it andale
Evil hoes want my love, tell them go away I'm lookin' like a China man, how my visions sway
Ayy, hit me on the phone line if you need me any day
Why love, hella hard, you know I had to fuckin' separate
Psychic hoe, want my body and my mind's elation I'm talkin' with my demon, dreams of Californication
My nigga tote a rocket launcher he'll blow up a nation
If the police watchin', then there's no relation
Shawty, I roll up, I get to Baking blazin
Tell me why these niggas fuck, why they always hatin'
Probably because I'm emo Gothic lil' hoe, she give me deep throat
Ain't no fuckin' way, she threw my love away She said it's fuck lil seven, bitch, got me in disarray
Hoe my heart ache Shawty, yeah, you know my heart ache
And it's a moment where we finna break apart, but I
Bitch, I'm rockin' out on Monday Fucked your hoe yesterday, that was Sunday
I got pumped up, kicks, I made her run away Bought my cash and my drug, need it andale
Evil hoes want my love, tell them go away I'm lookin' like a China man, how my visions sway
Ay
Hit me on the phone line if you need me any day
Why love hella hard you know I had to fuckin' separate